Yo yo yooooooooooooo!!! Long time budz, well not that long really, but hey bler i can say want i want on here that the beauty of it. I don't really give a flying fuck who reads this shiznit, if anyones that (see what i did there i used html italics muhahaha bow to my greatness, ok to most ppl thats simple but my internet literacy ends at messenger and porn ok) interested in my thoughts just bloody ask me, I'm an open book, thats why im getting one tattooed on the inside of my left wrist, with a bible verse written on the pages aint decided which one yet, hey its a big fucking book theres lotsa cool stuff init. I was thinking about getting something ironic like the bit bout how gayness is a sin, but then i figured that probly wouldnt sit very well with JC and his dad when i bust in the pearly gates. So I'll be good, as good as getting inked when ur banned to do so hahaha. Oooh man I reading another fantabulous book at the mo' s'called "the bitch goddess notebook" by Martha O'Connor. Man its soo fucking cool, well i figured it must be good as it came recommended by all my best buds. OK yes I have come to the realisation that i am indeed rambling but please excuse me ive had no one to talk to in days that wasnt a work collegue or family. On the subject of tattoos, after i get paid next month after ive sorted my out goings if i have enough left I've [kinda] decided to get the hollow heart inked on the inside of my right wrist. Ok the kinda aint coz im scared of the pain (i like getting pierced ok, ive had my appendix burst inside me with no painkillers what so ever i no about pain), its only partially the fact my parents will totally freak and i mean freak, those of you that know me well enough no that as a general rule i dont really give a flying fuck what my parents tell me to do or not to do as the case may be, its more that it being on my wrist is a pretty obvious place and im worried it may effect my future carrear whereveer that may be. I'll probly do it anyway. You know me once i get an idea in my head... I mean if i was going for an interview i could always cover it and shit. There also the prob of where i can get it done, I'm informed that tattooist need a special license to tattoo wrists, which makes sense as its a pretty damn sensitive area n if they press too hard well can you say a&e. Ah fuck it as im typing this the thoughts getting more and more affirmed in my head I'm gonna get it done dammit I am and fuck the future whatever it may hold. You never know I may follow in my idols footsteps and become a kickass vocalist for a kickass band and it won't make one fucking difference what I've got on my skin. If you didnt get it my idols Ville Valo (he too started out as a bassist!!) hmm this entrys getting pretty long and ive still got alot more to say, better use an ljcut. sorted guv'.
Got another peircing, got my cartlige done on the other side, its a bit too high but it looks cool so meh, just an excuse to get another one done haha. Fran disobeyed her rents an got her belly done hehe I think i'm starting to have a negative effect on these ppl specially when rach was gonna get her ear done too haha. Man so far with the exception of the weekend this half term blows , its blows harder than bam margera in Hergerbabes fic. haha. This is my fucking life: get up take a shower, eat, go to work (btw i work in chavalan aka Matalan), come home, eat, play bass, fuck about on net, work out, sleep. That is my whole fucking life so much for fucking holidays. The only cool part of work is the days I see Bradley, he's hott and really fucking cool, (he said he liked the way I did my hair and that I had cool cons, which i do! i may have blushed when he said this but thank god for the NON- emo fringe)he's coming to xmas party with meeeeeeeeee!!!! And like I dunno whats your opinion is he just a really nice friendly chap or what, the like second time I ever spoke to him at work when we were leaving he waited for me and stuff then got his dad to like i dunno follow me i guess to give me a ride home, when i KNOW for a fact they drove the wrong way to get to me, and yesterday after work he waited for me again and it was pissing it down with rain and i mean literally in buckets and he knows i walk home he gave me his jacket and said "c'mon you getting a lift [drags me to the car] theres no way im letting you walk home in this at this time (half 9)" he *tells* his dad hes driving me home, not asks but tells. so what dyu think, dyu think he likes me or is he just really kind....
Oh yea and in local news, guess the fuck who I'm going out with tommorrow night, just us two,(ill give you a clue: tall blonde hair, blue eyes, cool tatts...got it yet, hes really really fit, im not sposed to see him...no..) Ok ill tell you ADAM!!! would give you his last name but i dont know it yet. Oh man when he text me i actually put my laptop down, stood up, had a spaz attack, then looked to my wall of Ville (can you say obsessed)realised my curtains were open and ppl could see me and sat the fuck back down hahaha. Hes coming to meet me straight from work, soo omfg hes probly gonna be in a *suit* aaaahh *dools some* haha nehoo fuck this shiznit, i got a fic to finish. later dudes..rock out